We've had so much snow lately that no one can get the Christmas stuff out of their yards. It's not like we're actually seeing it though, because it is literally buried.
You see the creches' roofs sticking out, piled high on top with a snow mound. And an occasional Wise Man's head pops out of the snow.
But somewhere down there, always at the lowest point, has to be the manger and the baby Jesus. Buried, completely under, freezing cold, with three or four feet of snow on top of him.
It doesn't make any difference, of course. But it's an unwelcome sight. We want to get this stuff put away, but there's no way we're going out to move a ton of snow to get it done.